"Mmmmmphhhh," she mumbled, "good grief, Bobby!"

He took her in his arms, kissed her passionately, their eager lips sucking, their hot tongues slapping. His hands fanned out over her fabulous ass, feeling the roundness of her asscheeks, through the terrycloth.

Her hand squeezed down on his prick. She looked up into his eyes at the end of their hot kiss. "Bobby, this is an amazing erection," she commented.

"For you, Aunt Jill," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion, passion.

His hands came up to her marvelous tits, and he spread the robe, opening it down the middle to reveal his aunt in her darling white panties and white bra.

"You're beautiful," said Bobby.

"Mmmmmffff, I don't know about this," she whimpered, squishing his cock in her hand even tighter, almost as if she had a fuck-vise on it.

Bobby brought his hands up to her bulging white bra, soft nylon cups, shiny straps. Her tits were like big bowls of gelatin squashed together by the pull of the bra.

She wore a sweet pair of white nylon panties that fit her luscious, mature, supple hips like a tight love-glove. Bobby kissed her again and sent his hand between her legs, his fingers rubbing lightly on the crotch of Jill's panties, tickling the thick rich carpet of cunt curls pressing against the nylon, making a soft muffin where her panties tightly tugged into a V.

His tongue leaped into her mouth. She kept a tight grip on his cock, rubbing the drooling cockhead on her slick, creamy thigh. They broke the kiss, gasping, and Bobby reached up with his free hand, as he kept rubbing Jill's pussy, and took her tits out over the top of the bra, setting them up there like huge balloons.

"Jesus," he murmured, then ducked his head down and began slithering his tongue all over the immense expanse of tit offered to him by gorgeous Jill.